The next day.
Rebecca Quentin was busy in the kitchen when a gentle, warm voice sounded, "Becca..."
Rebecca Quentin came out of the kitchen, "Mom..."
"Why aren't you taking a nap? What are you busy with in the kitchen?"
"I'm having Aunt May teach me how to make soup!" Rebecca Quentin smiled brightly. Her cooking skills were actually quite good, but her ability to make soup was not very strong, and Howard Geoffrey had a picky taste, so she was learning from Aunt May to improve. That way, Howard Geoffrey could often drink the soup she personally made.
"Are you going to take it to Howard Geoffrey later?" Mrs. Geoffrey asked. It was so satisfying to see the young couple so in love.
"No, I'll wait for him to come home and drink it."
"Then I'll give him a call and ask him to come back early."
Rebecca Quentin smiled, "No need, he has an engagement today and might come back a little late."
